(for journaling posterity)
Me to Becks just now: “I feel super lucky and proud lol I had 14 people at a surprise bday dinner tonight!! 2013-me could never have 14 friends close enough for that. Let alone a group not counting my sisters and other fam and Kriz and Hunna and Alex etc. I have grown so so much these last few years and am excited to start my 25th year :) and mostly am extremely grateful for the few people that have stuck with me the whole way (aka you) ❤️”
I asked two of my Fucking Bridesmaids (bc apparently this 2.5 carat perfectly clear rock on my finger isn’t just a hallucination) tonight and they said yes. Holy shit. I’m actually getting married.
My high school best friend, who left during the hardest time of my life, keeps reaching out. I want it to mean she’s sorry. I know it probably means a lot less than that.
Life is so fucking weird




















